Multiple award-winning, New York Times and number-one internationally best-selling author Peter Robinson returns with Children of the Revolution, a superb tale of mystery and murder that takes acclaimed British Detective Chief Inspector Alan Banks back to the early 1970s - a turbulent time of politics, change, and radical student activism.
The body of a disgraced college lecturer is found on an abandoned railway line. In the four years since his dismissal for sexual misconduct, he’d been living like a hermit. So where did he get the 5,000 pounds found in his pocket?
Leading the investigation, Detective Chief Inspector Alan Banks begins to suspect that the victim's past may be connected to his death. Forty years ago the dead man attended a university that was a hotbed of militant protest and divisive, bitter politics. And as the seasoned detective well knows, some grudges are never forgotten - or forgiven.
Just as he’s about to break the case open, his superior warns him to back off. Yet Banks isn’t about to stop, even if it means risking his career. He's certain there’s more to the mystery than meets the eye...and more skeletons to uncover before the case can finally be closed.
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It was narrated by Simon Prebble. I think I'd listen to Prebble read his grocery list.
It revealed how much the "influential" people in society can effect police investigations. Not a subject that everyone is pleased to see appear in print.Actually what I really liked best was that is was read by Simon Prebble and it was the next Inspector Banks novel in the series. I've read or even better, when given the chance, listened to them all. Listening to them is much better than reading them.
Every word. Simon Prebble is on my A list of narrators and if it wasn't for George Guidall, he would be #1
I don't listen to police procedural novels to be moved. Just the opposite. I listen to them to be entertained and the Inspector Banks series is one of the few being published.
Some of the reviews I read (on Amazon) were not very kind. And they were from fans of the Inspector Banks series. Comments like - "Dragged on...I've always enjoyed Peter Robinson's books but this is not one of his best." and "Having read all of the Inspector Banks books, I found this one to be dreary and dull..." Don't believe it. IMHO, no better nor worse than all the others, although Prebble's narration makes it better than those narrated by James Langton.If one looks at all the reviews of all of the Banks series novels words like "not his best" "dull" "slow moving" appear quite often. After all those comments, readers continue to read and listen. Peter Robinson didn't become #1 internationally bestselling author by writing dull and slow moving novels (22 by latest count).
Yes and No, the story was interesting, but Banks was mixture of contradictions. Here is a character that is supposed to have a chip on his shoulder in regards to the rich, but in this story he did not act as expected. In the end, his whole behavior for the last 50 minutes of the book was ridiculous. Why would he act like he did after what happened to him, was not realistic.
The hidden story that the suspects were trying to hide.
He has definitely improved with each story, I finally think I can get back into this stories.
No, not really.
This author fills the pages with too much conversation between characters, and sometimes it can be a little slow.
After listening to Michael Page narrate an Ian Rankin, novel, I just could not stand listening to Simon Prebble. Its a real chore to listen to it any more. I should just have bought the book.
I have not idea.
Likes intelligent mysteries, spy thrillers, world history, most anything Roman. Hates bad writing.
This was my first (and probably last) Ian Banks novel. I am always on the lookout for new mysteries, and I was particularly interested in the tie-in to 1960s-70s radical politics. Although the writing style is good, I found the plot weak and the pace tedious. The resolution depends on characters spilling their guts to police instead of just clamming up or saying "before we go any further I want to talk to my solicitor." Occasionally this sort of confessional splurge can be forgiven, but it is such a constant feature of this book that it becomes intrusive and annoying. Finally, as detectives go I found Banks a bit on the bland side. Chacun a son gout, I suppose.
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